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Post by Captain Jack on Sept 24, 2006 0:02:39 GMT -7
((okay))
When Sylvia started shouting orders Desmond jumped slightly even though as said before he really didn't sleep at all. He looked down below seeing the crew race around like their butts had just been torched. Desmond wanted to know what they were fixed on so he searched the horizon and finally he saw it, the green coast line which was land.
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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Sept 24, 2006 0:05:39 GMT -7
Christine heard the yell also, and was immediately up. She ran upstairs three steps at a time and looked out. Her sharp eyes saw the land right away. Who wouldn't? They were practically already there. She knew what her job was, and she ran to it. She started tugging on some ropes near the bow to tighten the sails when she stopped, noticing, remembering. That coastline was familiar, she'd seen it a hundred times. They were heading for St. Vincent where she'd been born and lived her whole life.
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Post by Captain Jack on Sept 24, 2006 0:10:47 GMT -7
The crow's nest was only fun if there was nothing else to do. Desmond opened the hatch and quickly climbed down to deck. He stopped a crew member that was running and told him to go up to the crow's nest. The crew member was confused as heck but did it anyway. Desmond went to a different set of ropes.
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